Buz was my father-in-law. But he was much more than that. He was the person who single-handedly made it possible for me to go to college and do something with my life. But for him, I would have ended up having a much different kind of life. He understood that I was much more than what my parents wanted for me: to get married to some Dominican high-class guy and start popping out babies. Not for me. I wanted to live from my accomplishments, not through my husbands. I can't even imagine being the housewife, dealing with maids and kids all day. Ironically, that was what I was trained for until I went to college and got other ideas. Buz also had a deep love for books and was always working on at least a couple at a time. In this way he exposed me to a lot of books and subjects I would have never been inclined to read. A Diplomat, he was stationed all over the world before arriving to his final tour in the Dominican Republic. He was way more than a diplomat though, caring for all US citizens and non-US citizens. People were people and Buz helped them all. Finally, he was also a gourmet and got me to expand my gastronomic horizons way beyond what I thought was possible. Thanks Papa.